I had a lovely run this morning with Megha, Laura, and Audrey. I probably wasn't great company because I was wicked tired, but the girls dragged me through Charlestown, Boston, Somerville, Cambridge, and Medford. We hit a few lights on the run, and each time each of us would instinctively stop and start our watches.
After Laura split to head home, the rest of us headed north towards our places.
Then Audrey totally fell on some ice. She slid sideways, landed on her hip, and rolled to her back. Megha and I braked and looked over her.
"Whew," she said, looking relieved. "I stopped my watch."